The Beautiful Wife

Laura and Sarah got home in the late afternoon, arms loaded with shopping bags, and found Kael and Kelly at the dining table, the jigsaw puzzle half-finished.

The edges were locked in place, and a mess of pieces sprawled across the surface. Kelly played her part like a pro, slouching back in her chair with a huff. "Yeah, Mom, I guess hanging out with Uncle John wasn't the worst thing ever," she said, her tone dripping with fake boredom, like she hadn't spent the day getting her pussy eaten and watching Kael cum. Laura chuckled, oblivious, and patted her shoulder. "Good girl, keeping busy."

They all pitched in for dinner. Laura cooked up a big pot of spaghetti with meat sauce, the kitchen filling with the smell of garlic and tomatoes. Kael grabbed plates, Kelly set the table, and they sat down together, passing the parmesan around. The meal was loud and messy, forks clinking, everyone talking over each other. Laura complaining about the crowded stores, Sarah teasing Kael about how he'd survived babysitting. Kelly shot him sneaky looks across the table, her foot brushing his under it once, making his cock twitch in his jeans.

After dinner, they lingered in the living room, sprawled on the couches, flipping through some movie on TV. Kelly kept it cool, yawning like she was bored out of her mind, while Kael's head buzzed with what was coming next.

Eventually, Sarah stretched her arms over her head, her shirt pulling tight across her chest. "Alright, I'm done for," she said, her voice low and lazy. "Gonna hit the bed. You coming, John?" She gave him a look, half smirk, half challenge that said she wasn't just talking about sleep.

"In a bit," he replied, playing it off. "Gonna finish this scene." He nodded at the TV, some Santa chase playing out.

"Suit yourself," Sarah said, standing up and heading upstairs, her hips swaying with every step. Laura and Kelly stayed put, arguing over whether the movie was worth finishing. Kael waited a few minutes, letting the clock tick, then faked a yawn. "Yeah, I'm going out too," he said, getting up. "Good night, you two." Kelly's eyes flicked to him, a quick, knowing glint, and he knew she'd be sneaking up soon.

He climbed the stairs slow, giving Sarah time to settle in. When he pushed open the guest room door, the lights were off, just a faint glow from the hallway spilling through the crack he left open, perfect for Kelly to peek through later. Sarah was already in bed, propped up on the pillows, wearing a thin, black nightshirt that hugged her curves.

The fabric was short, barely reaching mid-thigh, and tight enough to show off every inch of her. Her body wasn't tight like Kelly's, but it was full and sexy as hell. Her tits were big, sagging a little with age, the outline of her dark nipples poking through the shirt. Her stomach had a soft roll, her hips wide and thick, leading to legs that were strong and smooth, crossed casually at the ankles. Her hair was dark blonde, shoulder-length, a little messy from the day, framing a face with sharp cheekbones and green eyes that locked onto him.

"Well, look who finally showed up," Sarah said, "Thought you were gonna leave me up here to play with myself all night."

Kael grinned, shutting the door just enough to leave that crack. "Nah, babe, I'd never do you dirty like that," he said, kicking off his shoes and peeling his shirt over his head. "We're on vacation, no alarm clock, no bullshit. How about we fuck around 'til we pass out?"

Sarah laughed, and sat up straighter, her tits bouncing under the nightshirt. "Oh, you're speaking my language now," she said, grabbing the hem of her shirt and yanking it up over her head in one smooth move. She tossed it to the floor, leaving her stark naked, no panties, just like always. Her pussy was right there, a thick bush of dark curls above it, her lips already wet and puffy from the thought of him. She spread her legs a little, leaning back on her elbows, showing off everything. "Come get it, big boy. I've been wet since dinner thinking about that cock."

Kael's dick was already hard in his jeans, straining against the zipper as he climbed onto the bed. He grabbed her, pulling her into his arms, her soft, warm skin pressing against his chest. She felt different from Kelly, her body was heavier, more lived-in, her tits squishing against him where Kelly's were firm. He crashed his mouth onto hers, kissing her hard, shoving his tongue past her lips. Sarah kissed back like she was claiming him, sucking his tongue, biting his lip, her hands all over him, grabbing his shoulders, scratching down his back, squeezing his ass through his jeans. "Fuck, you taste good," she growled into his mouth, her nails digging in.

He broke the kiss, panting, and went for her tits. They were big and soft, spilling over his hands as he grabbed them, her nipples dark and stiff. He licked one, slow and wet, dragging his tongue over the tip, then sucked it into his mouth, rolling it hard. Sarah moaned loud, no shame in it, her hand shoving his head down. "Suck those tits, Kael, fuck yeah, just like that," she ordered, her voice rough and commanding. He bit her nipple lightly, tugging it with his teeth, then switched to the other one, sucking it deep, making her squirm.

"Goddamn, you're getting my pussy dripping," she said, spreading her legs wider. "Fuck me how I want it, get that cock in me from behind and pound me 'til I scream."

Kael pulled back, his cock throbbing, and let her move. Sarah flipped over quick, getting on her knees, her ass up in the air. She spread her thighs wide, her pussy lips opening up, wet and pink, glistening in the dim light. Her ass was thick, cheeks jiggling as she arched her back, begging for it. Kael glanced at the door. There it was, a shadow shifting, Kelly's eyes glinting through the crack. She was watching, her breath probably hitching, and it made his dick so hard it hurt.

He yanked his jeans and boxers off fast, his cock springing free, thick and veiny, the tip leaking precum. Kneeling behind Sarah, he grabbed his shaft and rubbed the head against her pussy, sliding it up and down her slit, coating it in her juices. "You want this cock, huh?" he teased, smacking her ass with his free hand.

"Stop fucking around and shove it in me," Sarah snapped, pushing her ass back, her pussy kissing his tip. "I need you balls-deep, now." Kael grinned and pressed forward, sliding his cock into her slow at first, feeling her pussy stretch around him. She was hot and tight, her walls gripping him as he pushed in, inch by inch, until his hips pressed against her ass and his whole dick was buried in her cunt.

"Fuck yes, that's my man," Sarah moaned, loud and dirty, rocking her hips back to take him deeper. Kael grabbed one of her tits with his left hand, squeezing the soft flesh, pinching her nipple hard until she gasped. His right hand slid down her stomach, through her bush, and found her clit, swollen and slick. He rubbed it with two fingers, pressing down, circling fast, while he started fucking her, pulling his cock out halfway and slamming it back in. His balls slapped her ass with every thrust, the sound loud in the quiet room.

"Harder, Kael, fuck my pussy like you mean it!" Sarah yelled, her voice raw and bossy, shoving her ass back to meet him. Her cheeks jiggled, her pussy juices dripping down her thighs as he pounded her harder, his cock sliding in and out fast and deep. He rubbed her clit faster, pinching it between his fingers, and she started shaking, her moans turning into filthy gasps. "Oh fuck, oh shit, don't you dare stop... make me cum all over that dick!"

Kael leaned down, his chest against her sweaty back, and growled into her ear, "You're my dirty fucking wife, aren't you? Take this cock and cum for me." His breath was hot, his teeth grazing her earlobe, and he could feel his balls tightening. He'd been inside Kelly earlier, just a taste and it had him on edge already. He thrust deeper, slamming into her, his cock pulsing, and then he couldn't hold it. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" he groaned, loud enough for Kelly to hear through the door. His dick exploded, shooting thick ropes of cum into Sarah's pussy, filling her up, hot and wet.

Sarah felt it and lost it. "Yes, fuck, pump me full!" she screamed, her pussy clamping down on his cock, squeezing him as his fingers on her clit pushed her over. Her whole body shook, her ass pressing back hard, her cunt spasming as she came, her juices mixing with his cum, leaking out around his dick. She bucked against him, riding it out, her screams echoing off the walls.

They collapsed together, panting, his cock still inside her as they sank onto the bed. Sarah's pussy twitched around him, milking the last drops of cum as he softened. He finally slipped out, a mess of cum and her wetness dripping onto the sheets between her thighs. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, her sweaty tits pressed against his chest.

"Fucking hell, John, you wrecked me," she muttered, her voice sleepy. Her breathing slowed, getting deep and even, and he knew she was drifting off, fucked out and happy.